This mini raid brought the return of the troll cannon (and thus the Hell March). We marched on towards the org with our spirits high and our music bitchin', stopping only at traffic lights, because even the mighty troll cannon can't out-troll a twelve tonne bus. We swiftly ran out of leaflets some time after the visiting Sanfagcisco Anon joined us, and then stood around in the pissing rain waiting for a delayed Mancfag to bring more leaflets. But even when flier reinforcements arrived, we ran out of them pretty quickly, too. All in all, we went through three lots of leaflets. Scilon 'tourists' then took to filming and photographing us through the org, the streets, and tailing one brave Anon through Sainsburys who went to get cake for everyone else. When asked why they were filming and photographing us, they told us they were tourists, and then ran back inside the org. Party Hard being the theme, we went with the goal of partying. Hard. Techno music, crazy dancing, and stupidly bright clothes (well, some of us), an exclusive orgy, and hitting the clubs after the raid was over. Only we made the mistake of drinking absinthe shots and spent half the night complaining about how our digestive tracts were on fire. And then Skull kidnapped Grim and myself and held us hostage in his living room for the night. Cheers, bro. Pretty awesome raid, if I do say so myself. U MAD, OSA?